It was
the best night. The old pictures stuck to our lapels contradicted the phrase of
the evening, “You haven’t changed a bit.” Forty year reunions bring about deep
emotion. There was laughter, shared history, many of us friends since kindergarten.
We grouped into grade schools to take pictures. We are the baby boomers from
South Minneapolis. We are the Teddies, the mighty, mighty Teddies.
Our maroon and gold napkins, coasters made
from our homecoming pins, our class president’s speech, made it seem as if we
were back in 1973. Forty years? I still don’t believe it. There in the back of
the banquet hall, where we couldn’t miss it, was a table filled with candles
and pictures of our classmates, gone too soon. A couple just recently, some the
summer after high school and many in between.
Life sneaks up on us like that. In the
blink of an eye, it is 40 years later. In the midst of eating, drinking and
being merry, something comes around the corner to stop you in your tracks. And
you pause to think a little deeper, speak with your heart, remember where you came
from and what means the most. You hug those old crushes and smile at the girl
who made fun of you in junior high, treasure these old friends. It was the best
night.
The biggest reunion is yet to come. It’s
getting a little bit closer for the class of 1973. Accepting Christ not only
gives us a purpose and peace for this life, but a guaranttee of a reunion in
heaven. That reunion will never end. There will be joy and love and the deep
conversations forever.
There will be no more night. They will not
need the light of a lamp or the light of the sun, for the Lord God will give
them light. And they will reign forever and ever. Revelation 22:5
Dear
Jesus,
Thank
you for these nights to treasure, for deep conversations, for a chance to
reminisce. Teach us to savor each moment of this earthly life. It goes so fast.
Let Your Holy Spirit wake us up to You and Your everlasting home.
Amen
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